Page 11 of Brick's Redemption

I didn’t like it. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Judge or the Desert Titans. I just didn’t know if anyone besides me and Brick felt as invested in finding the truth.

Was the club hell-bent on vengeance? Yes. On wiping out the Crimson Skulls? Also, yes. But that didn’t mean I’d ever find out the whole truth of what went down that day.

“Why can’t we do some digging on our own?”

His brows lifted. I surprised him. “Don’t know that you’d get anywhere. Our IT guy has been deep in the dark web for weeks. There’s no way he’s missing anything that you’d find.”

Wow. Rude.

And probably accurate. My shoulders slumped. “I just want to know what happened to him and why he died. No bullshit, Brick.”

“I get that, Babygirl. I do.”

“Then help me.”

“I’m already doing that.”

Debatable. “But we’ve learned nothing so far.”

“It’s not been long enough, Ginny. Give it a little more time.”

Patience was not my strongest characteristic.

“What if staying here is the wrong move? What if placing me in a safe house is preventing us from exposing the CSMC?”

“Doubt it.”

“But I don’t want to stay here. Not after this.”

He shook his head. I knew this wouldn’t work, but I still had to try.

“I’m not risking you, Ginny,” he explained for the tenth time in the last week. “Your safety is my priority.”

“For how long?”

“Until the threat is eliminated.”

Hearing that didn’t make me feel any better.

“Hey, sweetheart. One day at a time, yeah?”

I didn’t have another choice. “Okay.”

Brick gently pulled me back onto his lap, surrounding me with his warmth, and it was the only thing providing peace in the storm raging within.

Chapter 4 Brick

Lightning flashed across the sky a few seconds before a loud crack of thunder jolted me awake in bed. Beside me, Ginny still slept. I sat up, carefully slipping from the bed.

For some reason, I felt tension coiling inside my body, and if I had to guess, it was because I wanted to fuck Ginny and make her come until she begged me to stop. I could bury myself in her pussy a thousand times and still never get enough of her.

Even now, I had a raging hard-on. I needed relief and didn’t want to wake her since she was resting so deeply. I quietly walked to the attached bathroom and closed the door, turning on the shower as I stripped off my boxers.

Since we shared the safe house with Dagger, I opted not to run around naked like I preferred. He didn’t want to see my dick, and I didn’t want to surprise him with it if something happened and we needed to leave in a hurry.

Dagger had already begun prepping in case that happened, and I knew he spent the afternoon ensuring the boat tied to the pier was functioning without any issues. He had some experience with boats. I knew his family used to take vacations on Lake Havasu.

Once the water was at the right temperature, I stepped inside and stood under the spray. The heat soothed my muscles, and I let it fall over me as my head lowered.

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